Brothers

Each night before I crawl into bed I check on the kids.  I walk into their rooms and take a quick peek at them to be sure they're OK, blankets on, lights off, etc.  My heart nearly burst into a million pieces when I walked into J's room last night and saw this:

I smiled and smiled as I walked back downstairs to get my camera, as I took the picture, as I got ready for bed and I'm pretty sure I was smiling as I fell asleep.  I mean really? How could I not?